The rest of the week was fun. Emilia and I visited the empty dorm room once more.

This time, I thought I’d be prepared, but as I said, Emilia did something to me that I can’t recall if something similar happened to me.

Perhaps it was her looks, or her accent, but mostly it was the way she controlled her muscles.

And I wanted to taste her Latin pussy.

We were having our beach time on the second-to-last day. Everyone was having fun, and the boys and girls were co-mingling more than on the first day or two.

I was sunning myself, lying on my towel alone on the beach and not paying much attention to my surroundings.

Emilia slipped up and splashed me with some water and said, “I don’t want you to get too sunburned before we leave.”

I rolled over and looked up to see Emilia standing beside me, smiling. She wore her black bikini on this day.

“Well, I appreciate your concern,” I said, looking over my sunglasses that slipped down my nose.

I couldn’t help but check her out, and although I couldn't see her eyes because she was wearing her sunglasses, I could tell she was gauging my reaction.

Then, she turned to an empty chair beside me, and as she prepared it with her towel, she bent over.

I couldn’t turn away. It wouldn’t have been natural to do so.

But what surprised me was what I said as she sat.

“Emilia, I’d love to bite that ass.”

“Oh?” Emilia teased. “I think you need to go in the water and cool off!”

Since this was going to be perhaps the last time I’d have adult time with Emilia alone, I wasn’t sure if we could get away again for sex.

Later that night, the usual end-of-camp party and beach campfire lasted close to midnight. The kids were having fun, and I think the boys fell asleep about an hour later.

After checking on the boys, I walked to my usual spot next to the resort and waited.

A long while passed, and I was thinking Emilia wasn’t going to show.

I looked at my watch and saw it was about a quarter past one. A police car passed by with its emergency lights on, and I watched it pass as I turned to take a step towards the resort.

“Going somewhere?”

Startled, I almost turned square into Emilia.

“I thought you were going to be a no-show,” I laughed.

Emilia smiled, “Some of the girls took longer to go to sleep.”

She was wearing a light-yellow T-shirt she bought at one of the souvenir shops we visited one day, with her name air-brushed below a palm tree.

“Shall we take a walk before it gets too late?” I asked.

We made it inside the dorm and couldn’t get our clothes off fast enough.

Emilia’s tan highlighted her nipples and her pubic area, which didn’t have much hair.

“I think you told me something at the beach,” Emilia teased as she lay on her back, spreading her legs, exposing her clean-shaved pussy.

I didn’t waste time burying my face and kissing her navel and pubic area.

Emilia moaned and flinched a few times, pushing her hips in my face.

She held one of my hands on her breast, while I used my free hand to hold onto her inner thigh.

She had a slightly salty taste, yet sweet, and she spread her lips open with her fingers to expose her hard clit. Her clit seemed a bit larger than Janice’s, and I took the liberty to suck on it some.

Emilia seemed to like that, so I alternated between sucking and licking it, as I worked my fingers inside her pussy.

After a few moments, Emilia whispered, “Roll over.”

She got on top of me in a sixty-nine position, putting her pussy and anus on my mouth and nose.

If there’s a better sexual position, I’d like to find out.

Emilia took my cock in her hand, stroking it while licking and sucking on the head. Her mouth worked as well or better than her pussy did the other night.

I didn’t know if I could last long, so I concentrated on eating her pussy.

Emilia rocked her hips on my face and tongue, enjoying everything I was doing.

Then I licked her anus and put Emilia in another mode.

She pushed her hips hard into my face, and I began to tongue fuck her anus for a moment. Then, using a finger, I pressed it and slowly inserted it inside.

As I licked Emilia’s clit, I finger fucked her ass.

I hoped no one was around, because Emilia’s orgasms caused her to become vocal with a high-pitched squeal.

She would suck on my cock deep in her mouth several times, then gasp for air as her orgasms increased in intensity.

When her last big orgasm struck, she shook and almost smothered me.

Before I thought I was going to suffocate, Emilia threw herself off me, lying on the bed whimpering.

She lay on her belly, and I couldn’t resist her ass, so I got in behind her, arched her hips, and slowly slid my cock in her wet and warm pussy.

Emilia complied and pushed her ass up and faced down on a pillow.

Oh, how her pussy felt good as I fucked her. It was nice and warm, tight but wet.

Emilia moaned as I began to fuck her harder and faster.

And within a moment, she began to have another orgasm.

As she moaned louder, I began to feel my own building up.

I may have lasted another few thrusts and put my load in her pussy.

When I moved back, Emilia rolled over onto her back, smiling.

“Too bad camp has to end,” she said.

“Yes, I agree,” I said between breaths.

We got dressed, and I noticed my watch read two o’clock.

It’s going to be a short night’s sleep.

Friday was the annual shopping day, and we went to a few souvenir shops and a shopping outlet and visited a small aquarium.

Emilia would catch my eye, which was usually focused on her ass, and smile.

When Saturday arrived, we packed and left the beach for home.

As for Jessica, we didn’t have sex that week.

I didn’t try.

The ride home was full of chatter. The older boys told me this was going to be their last time going to the company camps.

A few times Emilia would glance at each other during the trip home and smile.

When we arrived back at the company’s parking lot, as the kids gathered their things, they told me, Emilia and Jessica, “Thank you for the good time.”

The younger ones told us they couldn’t wait for next summer.

As for the young boy who was nervous at the onset, he couldn’t stop talking to his mother about how fun the trip was.

The woman thanked me for making her son’s trip memorable. Her blouse was open, exposing her cleavage.

I couldn’t resist looking, and she smiled when I looked up.

Caught.

Emilia hugged one last girl and walked towards her husband, waiting in his car.

As she walked past me, she said, “You forgot something.”

Puzzled, I checked for my bags and felt for my phone and wallet.

Before Emilia got into her husband’s car, she looked at me and smiled.

Janice waited nearby, and she seemed to enjoy hearing the kids’ tales as they talked about the fun they had with their parents.

She didn’t see Emilia leaving.

“You must be some kind of hero in their minds,” she laughed as we got in her car.

“I thought I was mean to them,” I laughed.

On the drive home, the meaning of Emilia’s comment hit me: I forgot to bite her ass.

Janice made me pay for the week I was gone by making me tend to the yard chores and then tending to her sexual needs that night.

Well, back to reality.